Retreat Bound: Confessions of a Sex Fiend

By Rayven Godchild

***Read Tasting Cherry (episode 1) and A View to Ecstasy (episode 2) to get fully acquainted with this sex fiend.*** 

~ ~ ~ Chancellor Baltimore goes by many titles: geek-extraordinaire, sex fiend, and now…Master Baltimore. In this third installment of Confessions of a Sex Fiend, it isn’t just Chancellor confessing. Read and discover what Mallory has to share. ~ ~ ~ 

This episode is all about impact: 

The impact of joy 
The impact of pain 
The impact when joy and pain crash together…adding in a little “funishment” 

And we get to experience the journey of sexual dominance and submission as Chancellor and Mallory open the door upon their “just another Tuesday session.” 

Let’s enjoy this tale of a sex fiend as Chancellor continues to break the rule that what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas. 

Shhhhh! Don’t tell anyone. It’ll be our little secret…

• Language: English
• Publisher: Rayven Godchild
• Release date: Dec 10, 2015
• ISBN: 9781519944733

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Confessions of a Sex Fiend: Retreat Bound

Rayven Godchild

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Published by Rayven Godchild

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Copyright 2014 Rayven Godchild

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Table of Contents

Chapter One ~ Point of View

Chapter Two ~ Retreat Bound

Chapter Three ~ Joy and Pain

Chapter Four ~ Jax

Chapter Five ~ Houston, We Have Liftoff

Chapter Six ~ Mastered

Rum and Coke Time

About Rayven Godchild

Acknowledgments

Rayven’s Works

Chapter One

Point of View

I...

Have a confession.

Not all the women who cross my threshold come as a client. Cherry was my first virgin. The Vickers broke me from my vanilla norm. They opened my eyes beyond the basics and awoke me to a world of sexual pleasures fulfilled by shades of fetish.

But Mallory...

Mallory turned my Tuesdays into wish this day never ended days.

We met a few months after Cobalt Retreat was finding its legs – and so was I – as a solo act. Financially, I was doing really well since I got a hundred percent profit from my client sessions, no longer forfeiting a cut to Denise.

One client, Claudia – with a special obsession for latex and getting pissed on (her fantasy, not mine) – invited me to a party at a sex dungeon. She thought I could use a little extra kink in my life. When she asked, I took stock of things:

I was getting paid to fuck a man’s wife in front of him...

And,

Very well paid to urinate on a woman while she writhed in the depths of sexual ecstasy on top of a latex covered mat...

My quota for kink was full. Actually, my kink-cup overflowed.

I said no the first time. But the second time...

You should give it a try. She stuffed my hard cock into her mouth, taking it deep into her throat.  She flipped her blonde and gold-streaked hair aside, releasing me from the warmth of her jaws with a satisfying